Black Poetry : QUESTIONS(why?)

i ask myself why everyday
why on earth do we live this way
why do we do wrong when we know whats right
why do we steal,kill n do other things that will lead 2 our death
n waste our life
why do we smoke,drink,prostitute n do drugs when we know its not good 4 our health
i ask myself why white people hate us
i ask myself why did they slave us
n if slavery is ova n they say they dont hate us
how come a group of white people call themselves kkk
n why do they want 2 destroy blackpeople everyday n in everyway
i ask myself why do we hurt our own people
why do we sell our soul for money when we know money is da root of all evil
i ask myself why do we destroy ourself
we spent our sundays in church,we put God first
n say we do Gods work
then why is it that God is the one we upset.

You've poetically asked some intense questions, and wise is the one who can even get a handle on the answers. Hopefully, we're all on the road to discovering, all of the "whys". Good piece to give us pause.

Questions you ask are not from a wondering soul, are they?
Your signature reveals something very deep, does'nt?
A time and a season; seedtime and harvest, right?
heat and cold; day and night; question and Anwser
Where did you get all these Question?
Did they come from within your soul or with out?

I waz feelin that write rapchild, i ask myself y this and y that errday, why do we do the things we do?..

YOu may ask why do we
do the the things we do?
well i say maybe...
maybe becuz of Adam and Eve
had eatin from that forbidden tree
they knew it was wrong..
but dey still did so
and eva since that day
sin has carried in everyliving
souls geans..its in our blood
to make mistakes
its in our bloods to do
wrong when knowin
whats rite
becuz we are not profect
we're going to do things
that have 1/2 of souls
asking why do we do theses things?
some people are ignorant
many have knowledge
but most people abuse
their knowledge by doing
the worst things